Manifest Summoning

[Prologue]

Fort Richardson, Alaska

48 Hours before Cyclone Harolds(The Cyclone Which Teleports)

"They say that in the Army the coffee's mighty fine It looks like muddy water and tastes like turpentine!" A man shouted, this man was your average drill instructor and he was SFC Jack Woolinson. And he was seen training dozens of new recruits.

"Oh no, I wanna go
But they won't let me go
Oh no, I wanna go hoo-hoo-hoooome EH!"

The recruits sang along, shouting at the last line. "Sir!" One of the recruit said, "Yes Griffins?" The instructor replied. "What did the scarecrow achie-" ("Oh god, his done for good.") "achieved while standing?" The recruit. Griffins, said. The rest snorted as they knew what would happen-

"I don't know, maybe he won for outstanding achievement?" He said, shutting Griffins' joke. "Well heres something I want to tell you." Woolinson said and made a stop sign, stopping the recruit march. "Jackson, Piranta. Get the uh." He coughed "'Nicely water.'" he said and two recruits left the others to find this 'nicely water'. "You four." He pointed at four Army recruits, "Hold him if he tries to do anything stupid."

Griffins, an amatuer comedian, now quickly did a kow-tow. "Oh great instructor! Please don't punish me eternally!" He sarcastically said loudly, getting some snorts from the recruits. While he was kow-towing, the two recruits arrive with a bucket, one of the recruits (who was holding the bucket) was shuddering. The instructor then turned, nodding to the four recruits. They quickly grab hold Griffin before he could do anything.

"Wash him." The instructor said, the bucket-holder then approached Griffins and poured the 'nicely water' over his head. "Aghh!" The comedian screamed with a high pitch. "For y'all, any of this comedianic was seen with my own two eyes. Beware." He warned, "Now get marching, we haven't got to 'em good part!"

The White House, Washington D.C
24 Hours before Cyclone Harold

President Lyndon B. Johnson was seen in his desk, reading a document showing current activity from the Democratic Republic of Vietnam (or North Vietnam), just then a knock was heard. "Come in." He said and the door opened. "Mister President, NOAA (National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration) reports show an upcoming cyclone in the Pacific." The aide said, showing a report to the President, LBJ then grabbed the report and read it. "When did it last reported?" "Just recently mister president-" LBJ then made a stop gesture. "Just call be Johnson, Mister President seems to informal, ok?" His assistant nodded.

"Now." He said, getting up. "Did the boys in administration calculate this." He said, using his hands as a way to express concern. "This cyclone?". "They didn't yet. But estimated damages will be over-r-r-over 150 Million USD." The assistant said. "Issac-" "It's Werman." "Werman, can you get me a glass of water? Make two glass of waters." Lyndon said. "Yes." Werman nodded repeatly before leaving the Oval Office.

President Johnson then sat down in his chair and sighed, placing his hand in his head and began thinking of the damages that will affect the country.

(First chapter done! Next chapter will be about the prophecy of america's summoning
-Estefan)